Saturday, December 25th, 2004 03:19 pm

Did Christmas eve with neighbours, we were all sitting around outside chatting then caved to the inevitable and organised a dinner party.

Christmas morning at dog beach BBQ's with massive clan of dog lovers - oh the running, fetching, sniffing and shameless mooching for bacon.

I have a car! Yups, Me. For those who care it's a 1999 TOYOTA RAV4 SXA11R Wagon Cruiser 5dr Man 5sp 4x4 2.0i and is dark green with silver bits. The woofer has given it the snuffle of approval (which involves still being able to drop damp tennis balls down my neck when I'm driving). Toyota gave me wine and chocolate too - the things I have to do to be wined and dined. Sheesh.

Now taking suggestions for names.
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Monday, December 27th, 2004 12:52 am (UTC)
Size is not always a measure of sheer physical bulk, my dear twig. The fact that I could quite possibly break bones by looking at you too hard does not make me a bigger geek. :)

She laughs at my jokes too, but I'd already come to the conclusion that she's insane and has no taste (witness her failure to buy a Subaru.)
Monday, December 27th, 2004 01:04 am (UTC)
But she seems trained to break people's bones and practices regularly on her aquaintances, one presumes they don't remain "friends" after their hospitalisation.

Insane, well perhaps, she does at least pretend to understand the drivel that spews forth from my mouth regularly which really should be ignored. Perhaps she has no need of a Subaru as she is practicing some sort of fast cross country running thing. All that flapping of flightless wings, she must want to be an emu or an ostrich. Thus car2.0 is just for her hellhound. . .

So revenge - how about you ring her doorbell and run away. You can claim it was me if she catches you but one presumes that your subaru is calibrated in mach numbers and flies at an altitude of mere inches so this is unlikely?
Tuesday, December 28th, 2004 04:12 pm (UTC)
I laugh at your jokes because

a) you are very funny men

b) you bother to make jokes and I wish to encourage you

c) I am easily amused
Wednesday, December 29th, 2004 05:47 am (UTC)
Yeeeess. Go and see a doctor. You don't have to say that I told you to go, you can tell them that the voices in your head thought it was a good idea.
Wednesday, December 29th, 2004 04:25 pm (UTC)
A physiotherapist perhaps; I may need to get this leg looked at again.
Thursday, December 30th, 2004 02:26 pm (UTC)
Why don't you go back to the factory and swap your leg with a new on then get the maintenance team to have a look at it?